Monday, January 07, 2008

Half-baked miracle

I have just gotten off the phone with my good friend and business associate Pope Pius Pug, who asked me to use my Texas connections to help him look into a potential miracle. It seems that a woman in Houston claims to have found a sacred spud.

After a preliminary investigation, I told the pontiff that I had quite frankly seen far more impressive starchy miracles in my day. But you know how the pope is -- once he has his mind set on something, he will not be deterred. So I told him I would keep my eyes peeled for further evidence.

5 comments:

Sarah O. said...

I had a potato chip with the visage of you, ayatollah, but I ate it.

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

And afterward, you were no doubt free of heartburn and indigestion for 40 days and 40 nights.

Eagle The Pug said...

Mugsy, why do weird things like this always sprout up in Texas?

Nevis said...

"Peeled" indeed.

Ayatollah Mugsy said...

I'm not sure, Eagle. Perhaps this is a holy land. Some say I-35 possesses sacred properties, but aside from the occasional ungodly traffic jam, I have yet to see any evidence.

Was that a pun, Nevis? Pure coincidence.